SPREAD ACROSS A FLUFFY KNIT rug that swelled out in stripes of taupe, tan, and cream over the wood floor, Sian frowned at the page of the book she read.'A zu-gyn, zugyn.'The strange word matched the curious looking creature which to her eyes looked like an upright horny shell backed snail. It had a wide spread foot that looked more like a jagged edged flipper, with a split in the centre that allowed the creature to hobble and hop from lake to lake.'Won't be seeing any here then,' she mumbled while turning the page to the next creature.A thud outside made her look up from the pages. With a gasp of delight, she froze, not wanting to startle it. Moving just her eyes down, she fumbled back several pages with her index finger, moving as little as possible until she found it. Looking up, she compared it. Same wings by the looks, same colouring for sure, bit of a mane though – sexual dimorphism perhaps? Looking back down to the page, she mouthed the name, hyxn. A sudden ear-splittin
THE DARKNESS CLEARED WITH A sucking gasp into fresh air. Sian blinked as her eyes cleared from the eye watering iciness of the leap. She felt Nesha pull through behind them. 'Daron says the Estate is a few hours from here, we'll lead.' Nesha's thought came to her and Sito.'Okay, we'll keep close,' Sian thought to him.The air felt cooler than at the cabin and a mile or so beneath them spread a forest, dense and green. Sito dipped a wing, swinging into a tumbling roll toward the trees before flicking his wings out, catching air with an ear ringing snap. A screech rang out as Nesha swooped overhead before dropping down. She smiled as Daron twisted to look back at her, a cheeky grin in place. Urging Sito on Sian laughed as a dance between the two-winged creatures began, ducking, diving, twisting and racing.It made the hours past swiftly, too swiftly.The forest petered out to clusters of trees here and there, interspersed by farmlands. Releasing the clasps on her harness Sian shim
BEFORE SIAN HAD A CHANCE to respond, the man repeated the welcome, making the same open gesture. Her father wore his grey streaked, dark blond hair, long, in a neat plait that came over one shoulder. In a million years Sian could never have envisioned these two as her parents, despite the obvious familiar traits.Stunned, Sian couldn't help the instant comparisons to her Earth family, to her mum who wore her dark blonde hair in a long bob, a style she'd always worn, to her mother standing here, with her sparse blonde hair scraped into an elaborate up-do, littered with pastel coloured ribbons.Or her dad, with his white hair kept short to help disguise the thinning on top and his brown eyes that always seemed to laugh, to this manher birth fatherwith that long plait and light green eyes that seemed to glitter with intrigue and speculation.'May I introduce the Lady Sian, Elemental of Water,' Daron spoke up, smoothly bowing low to the couple as he gave Sian's fingers a squeeze. She al
'SO, DWAYNE?''Daron.''Yes- Daron. You seem familiar to me.' The Duke turned from leading the way through the hallways to cast his eye on Daron.'Oh?' Daron raised his eyebrows, keeping his face neutral and tone bland. He'd been damn sure the Duke had recognized him on arrival but he wasn't about to let the man corner him. 'Have you been in the South before?''Yes. On our way to Jenviet's castle.' Daron kept the bland tone in place.'Oh! Oh yes, of course. How did that all go?' The Duke faltered for an instant.'Well. Wouldn't be here otherwise.''Yes. Of course. Well done! And here, this will be your room,' the Duke gestured a door and the servant hurrying along behind them dashed forward to open it.'We'll see you at dinner then. You can tell us all about it.' The Duke gave Daron a wide insincere smile before turning and walking back the way they'd come. The servant who'd opened the door scrambled after the Duke, knocking Daron's arm.Watching after the man vanish around
'MRP!' LUCKY LET OUT A lazy protest as Kassie lifted her, warm and limp, from her lap and draped her back on the seat where she'd been sitting.'Sorry sweetie, I can hear them coming,' Kassie ran a soothing hand over the cat's dense fur. A sleepy purr rumbled beneath her hand in response. With a smile Kassie left Lucky to it. Easing the door open to the bedroom she shared with Rumal at his family's estate on Delanta, she peered down the spacious corridor, natural light from the wide tinted skylights in the roof filtered down with a soft golden hue. An instant later Rumal rounded the corner, causing a beaming smile to spread on Kassie's face. She clenched her jaw to keep the smile when she spied Llylinne's gray and silver curls on his other side. Moving out from the doorway she caught their attention. Llylinne's brown eyes lit with delight making that annoying sensation of guilt rise again.In a motion more suited to Vecina, Rumal's little sister, Llylinne darted ahead of Rumal, eyes
RUMAL STRETCHED OUT HIS OTHER arm, still stroking the gelding's neck, rubbing beneath the mane where it could get itchy. The horse pressed into the massage, finally relaxed enough to enjoy it.'Does your energy work on animals too?' Kassie asked quietly as she snuggled against his side, both arms around his waist in a tight hug. He folded his arm around her as he nodded.'Hmm. Very useful when you're in the business of breaking horses.'She smiled, relaxing against him while watching the gelding. They stood that way for a while before he asked, 'How's mother?'She made a restless motion with her head, a short smile.'Good. Needy. I feel bad, it really messed her up.''It's not easy to lose a child, not in that manner.'Kassie burrowed her face into his shirt, nodding. Her voice came out muffled.'No.''You're doing really well with her,' Rumal said, hugging her again. 'Very patient.' She hugged him tighter.He looked down on her mass of curls, waiting. Eventually she pulled
LOI HURRIED ALONG THE CORRIDOR toward the Council Chambers. Outside the door Leseach stood patiently, her ardwyr alongside with Audrey standing shoulder to shoulder with it. The dog had decided the ardwyr was its newest best friend. The ardwyr put up with Audi's enthusiasm but couldn't be convinced to not try eating the jybois', so the tiny crimson animals stayed with Vesbel.Watching her approach Leseach inclined her head at Loi. She wore a new outfit, a design that suited both Elena and her. Fabric from the most north of Elion, the lands under the protection of House Tor'del, had been used to create a high collared, open backed vest. With her naturally higher body temperature and thick skin Leseach couldn't tolerate being too covered up, but her position as personal bodyguard to Cat, and her unique status of gifted Northerner meant her clothing had to show her status. From the front the vest looked like a heavily embroidered wide scarf, draped around her neck and over each breast, t
SIAN EXCHANGED A GLANCE WITH Kassie as Loi detailed her time with her mother and siblings. Cat listened with a slight turn to her head, smiling as Loi laughed delightedly about her little sister and a ride they'd taken together, though she'd plainly heard the story before. When Loi finished, with both her and Kassie chiming in appropriately, Sian turned to Cat.'What's with this outfit? I haven't seen this before?'A tired but pleased smile spread across Cat's face and she nodded at Loi.'Loi's mum inspired the first idea, then I worked with Elena and Ada to make sure it was fitting and unique enough that no one else could claim favour.'The notion bemused Sian. 'Is that such an issue?''Apparently.''Well you did a good job. I love it.' The wide necked tunic had fitted sleeves and fit Cat snugly about the torso to just above true waist where it gently moved out to skim over her hips. It came down to mid-calf, split from the waist down and revealed slim almost tight, fitting pant
Paiga gasped and Mila stiffened. A glimmer of annoyance flashed in Mama's eyes before she reached for Luca.'Yes, they have. But we won't. We're tied together. We will go in together and come out. You have to trust in us Luca. We need your energy too, please keep the right thoughts in your mind.'Luca swallowed, throat convulsing. He nodded. 'Yes, Aunty Dan'iss.''Listen up everyone!'Uncle Harlon's shout made Mila jolt.'Hush, Mila,' Papa joggled her in the sling. 'You're going to be fine, I'm right here.' He wrapped his arms around her. Heart pounding with nerves, Mila pressed her cheek to Papa's chest, listening as Uncle Harlon gave the instructions.A glimmer of eyes appeared by Papa and a moment later she felt the brief touch of Ery's hand to her head.'Bye Ery,' she whispered. The air within the cave started to hum with energy, all the adults calling theirs up. It made the space warm and comforting. Mila started to doze off.'Hold on,' Uncle Harlon called out. 'Here we
The conversation seemed easy after that.Ery showed the girls' how to swallow the worms whole. Mila screwed her nose up, grabbing her arms and shaking her head. 'No, no, no!'Paiga tried it. With a grimace, both Mila and Ery watching close, she plucked a wriggling worm up then dropped it in her mouth. Her eyes squeezed shut as she gulped the worm down in one swallow.She opened her eyes and stared at Mila and Ery. 'It tasted good!''Really?''Yes, sweet.'Mila shook her head when Ery offered her the last one, motioning it to her. 'No, you have it.' The mushrooms were yum, and the sparks continued as you swallowed it. It was impressive on Ery with her fine almost translucent skin. Mila and Paiga gasped as the sparks flashed in her throat before another dim flash in her tummy. It made all three of them laugh, the two girls giggling away while Ery coughed her laughter.Next was the flesh and berries. Ery showed them how to peel a piece of flesh away from the main then mush the be
When the group came across a river, they stopped. After a careful taste test, dipping a crystal necklace in to check the quality, everyone was allowed to drink.Mila and Paiga wrinkled their noses at the odd smell. Like a cup of nellor left out for too long.'It won't hurt you, girls,' Papa said with a smile as he squatted to scoop water to his mouth. 'Drink up.'The two girls' sipped water from their cupped hands, giggling as it spilled out. The adults conversed as the two of them had fun flicking water at each other.An odd sound like a cough made Mila look up, Paiga too.Both girls gasped, stumbling back from the river.'Mila? What's wro-' Mama broke off as she looked up too.Uncle Harlon made a funning clicking noise.The strange looking person that clung to the ceiling with three others responded with clicks and whistles.Mama beckoned Mila and Paiga, and the two girls scampered to her side.'Mama, who are they?' Mila whispered, Paiga crowding close to hear the answer.
With that entertainment gone, Mila went back to focusing on her feet. Pull one knee high while keeping balance and drop it. Each step seemed to make her head go lower. But she kept going, with Mama and Papa pulling her along. Finally, after what felt like hours and hours, Uncle Gydon said they could stop.'Take your rest, I'll be waking you in an hour to keep guard,' he motioned an uncle. 'Then you take an hour watch and wake the next. You get five hours rest. Make the most of it.'Papa and Mama and several other adults had bags with clothing. It all got pulled out and spread around the group, trying to provide a little warmth and comfort. Mila curled up between her parents, her head against Papa's chest. It seemed so cold and strange she didn't think she could sleep.Then she closed her eyes.'Mila, lovey, wake up.'Mila stirred at Mama's voice and the gentle touch of her hand on her back. She sat up with a jaw-splitting yawn. Blinking, she peered around in confusion.'Mama, a
The air smelled cold, and something else, something Mila found familiar but out of place.'Mama,' she whispered. 'What's that smell?''What smell, lovey?''It smells like,' Mila paused, considering. 'It smells like the kitchen, when cook has fresh rabbits.'Mama didn't say anything but she looked at Papa.'I smell it,' said another voice from within the circle.'Me too.''Carrion?''Perhaps. The scent will carry when the air is still.'Not understanding what "carrion" meant, but glad that the adults appeared to have solved the smell, Mila relaxed a little, nose wrinkling at the sharp edge of that scent.Minutes ticked by as they covered good ground.'We're close,' said the man leading them. A screech flashed past overhead, the group twisting, following the sound.A man shouted.Mila's head snapped in the direction of the shout, just in time to glimpse the man's boots vanishing as something, something with enormous black wings, snatched him up!Shrieks of terror rang out
Everyone moved. It surprised Mila how many people were here, but so many seemed to be missing too. Mama took her hand. On her other side was her younger cousin Paiga. Normally she annoyed Mila, with all the questions she asked, but the scared expression in her eyes reminded Mila of Addy. She offered her other hand to Paiga, who took it with a tentative smile.The group began to walk.Mila hadn't realized until now how tired she was. She stumbled over the riverbed the rocks stubbing her toes as she held Paiga and Mama's hands. It made tears run down her cheeks, but she didn't stop. On and on, picking her feet up, tripping, Mama's hand stopping her from falling. Paiga tripped and Mila managed to hold her arm high enough to stop her cousin from hitting the stones.'Thanks, Mila,' Paiga sounded like she felt. Ready to cry. So very tired.Around them the adults talked. Mila listened.'Where do we go?''The hidden caves. We can keep underground nearly all the way to the coast.''The
Papa's energy sparked in alarm then Mama's too. Mila twisted to stare back at the way the sounds came from and spotted a bobbing light. Torch light.Mama and Papa kept low and began to move again, almost crawling. Mila crunched up against Papa's back, squinting at first then kept her head down to avoid the lower branches.The sounds of those approaching grew. Papa moved faster, Mama right behind. They scooted up higher, scrambling, and tucked against cold stone. Not a moment later the torches bobbed past, following the track they'd been on.The bobbing lights moved closer then away, and closer again. The voices, questioning but too quiet to make out the words, sounded near.Crouched against the narrow stone ledge, Papa and Mama held hands. The soft touch of their energy surrounded all three of them.The bobbing lights came closer, close enough that Mila saw the faces of those who held them. Five DeNaga men, armed with swords, axes, and clubs.Mila shivered at the sight of the
Now the puzzle looked a third smaller than when she'd stared, but instead of one beginning point to work from there were three. She regarded the three pieces while chewing on the inside of her cheek. Two circular and one rectangle. The rectangle had a large circular opening, about the size of the smaller circle. Mila focused on the larger circle and turned it around, looking for the switch. It looked different to the previous circles she'd worked with, the markings running out from the centre like a starburst. One line caught her eye. With a finger Mila traced down it then jolted when something clicked. She froze. Heart pounding in her ears, she watched the circle break apart, opening at all the lines of the starburst. With another click it moved into motion, each piece folding down on itself and merging with the next. A moment later a tiny gold ball like had been in the first puzzle piece hung before her eyes.Excitement ran through Mila when she realized how the pieces went togeth
An array of squeals, bells, rattles and shrieks rang out. Face white Papa reached for them as something flashed out from amongst the lock trap, winding around his leg, wrenching him off his feet as it wound back in the blink of an eye.Mama gripped Mila tighter, her voice breaking on a note of despair, 'ZAYCK!'In the centre of the ceiling held by his ankles, hung Papa.Mama's energy holding Mila clutched even tighter as Mama set her on the ground then stood and reached out with both hands toward the lock, her energy glowing. Mila stared, waiting to see what happened.Mama stretched her energy out, probing gently.It touched the first puzzle piece. A clattering of chimes and screeches rang out, sparks flying.In the centre of the room, jerking like a fish caught on a line, Papa made an awful shriek.Mila dropped, hugging her knees to her forehead, stomach and mind sick from that sound.Papa was the bravest, strongest man in the world.He couldn't be caught, be hurting.Who wo